I always end up hurting you
The blade cuts deeper into my wrist. It hurts, it really does, not just the physical pain. But the mentally. There is only one person i'd go to for help...
"Why would you do this again! its ridiculous! stop cutting yourself, stop hurting yourself!"
"This is who i am, Roy."
"This isnt who you are! your not this fucking stupid!"
Roy bandaged my wrist up then dropped my arm.
'I try to be all that you need, i try to never let you down, still i can see it in your eyes, not good enough.' I sung quietly to myself
"What kind of song is that?" Roy asked in confusion.
My bangs cover my face hoping he can't see the tears fall down my face.
'Without you i keep crying, with you i am just hurting you.'
"Your hurting me by hurting yourself. Its not fair on us. The fact that Alphonse had to rush you to the hospital 2 Times in 5 weeks, Ed. you need to do some serious thinking."
"You don't get it, Mustang. All i'm good for is bringing misery."
Roy glared at me. He sighed and walked away. Stopping just infront of the door.
"When you get some sence knocked back into your head, come find me, shrimp. And dont do anything stupid."
Then he left. I started sining to myself.
'And now you wish that you meant something. And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else'
I sigh and go look for Roy, even if he doesnt care or understand what this is about.